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OT - A Christmas Story - Touching

Started by jake42, November 26, 2003, 02:13:06 AM

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jake42

Right before Christmas I was rushing around trying to get some last minuteshopping done. I was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of theChristmas season right then. It was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lotas I was loading my car up with gifts that I felt obligated to buy. I
noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling
under my breath, I retraced my steps to the mall entrance. As I was
searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet sobbing.
The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years old. Hewas short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged flannelshirt to protect him from the cold night's chill.
Oddly enough, he was holding a hundred dollar bill in his hand. Thinking
that he had gotten lost from his parents, I asked him what was wrong.
He told me his sad story. He said that he came from a large family. He hadthree brothers and four sisters. His father had died when he was nine yearsold. His mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs. She madevery little to support her large family. Nevertheless, she had managed toskimp and save two hundred dollars to buy her children Christmas presents. The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his siblings and save just enough to take the bus home. He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed one of the hundred dollar bills and disappeared into the night."Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.The boy said, "I did."
"And nobody came to help you?" I queried.
The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head. "How loud did youscream?" I inquired.
The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me!"
I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry for
help. So I grabbed his other hundred and ran to my car.

:nana:  gets ya right there doesn't it

jake
"God is a big guy who drives a monster truck and lives in the sky". Isaac age 3.  My boy is a philosophical genius.

JakeD-getting your nipple pierced is not crazy. Killing a drifter to get an errection? Now that's crazy!

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i like that one. that was funny as hell.  :lol:
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jake42

So I guess I was being too much of a smartass when i  titled this post as noone have read it.  I guess you are all heartless..

Jake
"God is a big guy who drives a monster truck and lives in the sky". Isaac age 3.  My boy is a philosophical genius.

JakeD-getting your nipple pierced is not crazy. Killing a drifter to get an errection? Now that's crazy!

octane

Hey, I didn't steal the kid's bill!

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